"I know," he whispered, brushing at her tear with his thumb. "That's what I'm here for, baby. Let me take that worry and make it right, okay? We'll get through this, Savannah. Now," he said, pausing enough to smile a bit, "are you hungry? Can I get you breakfast?"
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Date: 2009-02-04 05:38 pm (UTC)